Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher

[Verse 1: Q]
Uh, Most of these niggas shouldn't be to us
We keep our distance from those, those like hoes
Zany imposed, weed in my clothes, is gold
Ya get told, put the realest niggas
Niggas, product of cap pillers, and dealers
Streets keep watching, aye, [click](undefined) boom the ghetto bird ya shot
Straight to the top now, they a third strike on my [background](undefined)
But nah homie, put the on when I [slide](undefined) on 'em
Put the [cash](undefined) in the safe and here's a extra slug I shake
Ya smoke faster me with a eighth
Or yet a [wet](undefined) break on a plate
ya faith, all senses covered in tape
Fuckin' with them in blue, chill out 'for rags at you
You to the cops saying: How we do?
Saying it's just rap and them ain't true
So I just threw Q, fuck it, a two or maybe trois
Baby girl a [pot](undefined) pie, I be her da da
Coochie smacking, praise to Allah
Get in my car, Oxymoron

[Verse 2: Jay
Rock got it, rock came rock bottom
Sparked the flames, remain as a top shotta
I ain't no rapper, I ain't no lyricist
And if he talking to you mind ya business then
Cold with it, Black Hippie, yeah we cold
All the girlies love us, get a of us
They quiver, heard some clown throwing stones at us
Holding boulders champ once you that YAWK. watching domes shatter
Top Dawg we runnin' rap, whack rappers, feline
Reason why we don't run with cats, nine double O five -
my family at
Pull up in [family van](undefined) holding 2's like the handyman
And to be real not all this rapping politickin'
Rapper competition, up my position
'Til I'm finished, 'Til I make a tickets
Then I'm outtie on them with my crimmies chillin'
ya feelings, now can I [live](undefined)?
Look I keep my feet on top of the dirt
everywhere I go they like when you dropping some work?
Been a threat birth
The rap pallbearer when I'm droppin' the Hearst
I ain't new to this, I'm to this
Industry's nightmare, red strings in my Nike
Yeah, the white pair, I'm Jay Rock, America's most
My chargers? MC's without warning
Rock!

[Verse 3: Ab
Ab-Soul, gimme the loot, I'm the skinny Biggie
In New York City with Puffy, the sticky
All eyes against me, still even the
Prolly why I'm OT on tour
TDE, me we want war
I don't even know what I like most no more
Two fingers, Two triggers, the difference?
We all gon' die one day until then I'm gettin'
My watching so I ain't gon' curse
Still like a Wale verse, backwood full of OG
Bobby Johnson medicine in my soul to dodge the coffin, Ah
And days are so [bitter sweet](undefined)
I guess it's just a balance we battle
And y'all still off of Jay-Z tweets
I still got laps to run when me and Jay-Z
Peep brother number 2
The first one used to beats for CL Smooth
Top got the but the CL smooth
And rolling is the only time I see L's move
Soul!

4: Isaiah Rashad]
Ay, I I found my second home
Sunny California and it's ya little brother
You ain't meant for corners, it's what told me
So I looked back, I got a slut in the [back](undefined)
[Fattest](undefined) [elephant](undefined) ass, so we flirt in the
Passing propellers I tell her, tell her we just listen
See we [diamond](undefined) just shining and they gon' find us
Brought sand to the beach and we with ya bitchh
For the [record](undefined) in I'm a hecklin' menace
is Robin, I'm Given'
Fuckin' my business
He a regular victim, us in women
Uh, regular niggas, you always to sluts
You always my time, you always faking the funk
I'm put ya muthafuckin' dream in ya
You keep lookin' for some to be all in ya face
That deep reach niggas, keep dussy
That dussy make a nigga be dussy
You can never rap better me, 'cause you ain't dedicated
You ain't underrated, you under looked
You ain't overbooked, you under cooked
It's to be me and my niggas in the [record](undefined) [book](undefined)
Now they got by myself still fresh as